That's Life

21

Danny POV

Right now, I am currently in my office and looking at some new designs and products. I had just finished a phone conference with a black owned business to sell their clothes here and I believe it was successful. They want to sell their clothes for a little more than they're worth but that's fine, I'll talk them into dropping the price later.

As I'm studying the designs I created, I hear the voice of Tiffany. She's one of my...friends.

"Girl you don't have to tell her shit! If I'm here then you mind your business and let her wife walk through!" Ugh. She continues to claim she's my wife and we not even together.

I hear Jas laugh as I'm walking towards my office door. "Bitch yo loud ass ain't Wifey material"

I'm surprised she was speaking to her so calm but who cares.

I walk out and see Jas on her phone ignoring an angery Tiffany.

"Wassup Tiff. Why you here?"

"Nothing baby just making sure these bitter bitches know how to act with me." I cringed when she emphasized the 'baby' and watched as she stared at Jas with every word.

Before I could get anything out Jas started speaking. "Yo be careful with that bitch word that's your second time."

"Fuck you bitch" Awe fuck. Why does she have to do this especially here.

I step back cause neither of them my bitch to defend so...let the games begin!! I am honestly enjoying this, why not?

Jas walk towards us calm and I assumed it was to get a point across rather than speaking from the chair.

She mean mugged Tiffany the entire way here but looked at me when she made it to us. This is my first time really looking at her in a long time. She doesn't look shitty but she doesn't look the same. As I'm analyzing her she asked

"Can I?"

I just scrunch up my face confused. "huh?"

"Can I?"

"You been talking, you ain't gotta ask me. Go ahead" I say in a matter of fact tone.

"Bet"

Before being able to process the situation, Jas back handed Tiffany in her mouth. I held the side of my face feeling as if she hit me instead. Tiffany tried hitting back only to be met with all ten of Jas's knuckles.

"Stop fucking playing with me!" Jas yelled as she continued hitting Tiffany.

Tiffany got a couple hits in but nothing compared to what Jas is doing.

They both hit the floor and Tiffany ends up on top then Jas popped her dead in her neck before flipping them over. I watch her lift Tiffanys upper body in attempt to slam her into the ground so I lift her by her waist. Her ass still wont let go no matter how hard I keep pulling.

"Jas let go" I'm trying to keep my cool. This is my shop, this is my work, and they lucky ain't no customers in this bitch right now.

"Fuck you" Jas yelled, I assume at me.

"Jasmine I said Let. Go." Once she released Tiffanys shirt I carry her into my office with her breathing heavy and drop her onto my desk. I stand in front of her in hopes she didn't try running out there.

I continue watching her as she stared through me. No emotion just heavy breathing. I notice her sleeve which is now wrinkled up to her forearm. I notice fresh cuts. Nothing excessive just a few but it bothers me that they're there.